Death of a mother
A rogue truck, unloading its gold,
Has dashed against a leaning wall,
And under its debris the mother
Has got a clean burial.
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Death
A Dying Man
It attests to the certainity
of the ultimate hour that waits for everyone, be she big or small, rich or poor, lover or hater.
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A Shirtless Man at a Graveyard
Then I saw the shirtless man at a far northern end of the graveyard. He was murmuring and looked sheepish. He collected a fistful of wet leaves and slowly spread them over a sunken grave covered with weeds and twigs. Now he was brushing his eyes, his head; now he was smiling comically.
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